Life - A Canvas

  Hi everyone, this time, let's talk about something typical this time "Life", but in a different way this time, give it a go...

  To many of the people life is a journey, to some it’s a flowing water. While to some it is an elevated version of a somebody else's life. Sometime it's a flying bird to someone and a caged one to other, it's a question with limitless answers and with scope of infinity.

But, when you think of mending your life and expressing it as some other whole new story, what it would be?

  Will it be a falling leaf of an old tree, or a young drop of water resting on some leaf. Will it be a clay with millions of possibilities to become, or a stone carved into everlasting something. A child with whole life ahead or an old wrinkled person bedridden because of some incurred illness. A new plane bringing victory to someone, or one ruining miles of land. Of course it is the way you see it, and every other idea is as right as the other, and none fails to define this (yet) mystery, “life”.

  Ask a 10yr old kid, “what is life?”, he probably will end up answering in some immature and enthusiastic words (expected), maybe like, “Life is nanny's cookies”, “Life is school, that's what everyone do their whole life, it's like we are born to go to school”, “Life is helping father in farm, unwillingly, that's what I'll end up doing my whole life”. But the same if we ask to an old person (not like someone oldest around, just someone who've dived head first in this whirlpool of life and made it out alive) they'll start with some personal stuff they've missed in theirs, some things they left undone, some they nearly missed, some they achieved but weren't satisfied, but for sure wherever they start with, they'll wrap up their sentimental journey saying, “Life is a mystery. One I'll die unfigured.”

  Talking about these many ideas everyone relate their life with, there is possibly no “universal way” to sum up all in one huge “idea of life”, is there?

  To me, the closest I can relate it to is, (Going to sound childish, maybe. But anyways) “Life is like a huge canvas made of emotions/feelings/(and all the synonyms to these), resting on the stand of ethics/sincerity/(and all the synonyms to these), then there's us, holding the brush and ready to hit it. We born with a fresh new, but an only, canvas. The very beginning, our guardians and our raising, our surrounding set's the setting as default. Growing up, little by little we start to take command over the brush, ending messing it up in the start, slowly learning to mend mess into something admirable. Sometimes we get so messed up, the only thing left to do is paint it all white, and start new (with leftovers of the mess). Sometimes letting others hold the brush to our canvas, ending up with admiring the result and sometimes wanting to tear it apart for even more hideous mess. Then holding onto it, again painting it all clean white, with those non aching scars of last chaos's leftover, trying to hit the brush again. 

  It's harder this time, the fear of ending messed up again has made into the basics of the canvas material. Some nails "the new" into a masterpiece, with those leftover, nothing but, beautifying it even more. But some don't find the courage to start over, and end up with what they started with, 'nothing’. Some get quite good with this canvas, and help others to step out of their “mind-made” misery and step in to this bright “world of canvases”. Well said by a great artist, ‘A masterpiece is not just about putting your best, but making the error's, not to put you down but, decorate the canvas. Hitting the wrong strokes and still making it look like it's done to beautify.’ Life is pretty much unending, same time its just arise. It is a wise old owl but same time it's a clueless sheep. It is infinity yet sometimes it's still zero. Looking forward, it's eternity, looking back it's just a flash. Life is pretty much everything, at the same time it is pretty much nothing. But whatever it is, it is always closer to the beginning than to the end, life is canvas with millions of opportunities.”

-Sakib Tamboli
A Story Teller

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